Love Stories

Just when he thought life couldn't get any worse, she showed him how wrong he could be.

Two Blocks From the Edge Dark days. Things could have been worse, but at the time, you'd have had a hell of a time explaining how. Boredom had already settled in after only three months in a job that I had hoped would launch my career. My new boss was an ex-Nazi SS officer, still playing the role to perfection. He didn't like any of his reports much, but I was special. My day always ended...Read On

The temperature was perfect! My hand leisurely slid over my not-so-flat stomach as I began to coat my body with sunscreen. The breeze lightly blew warm tendrils all over my body, increasing the electric pulse that I could feel building deep within me. For the third time that morning I stole a glance at him. He lay on a lounge chair, face up, with a straw hat covering his face. His body...Read On

Tomasz is cold. He shouldn’t be. It’s mid-morning, summer, and the city is in the middle of what the voice on the radio had described as a heat wave. On top of that, the air conditioner mounted on the bedroom window had conked out two weeks earlier. Yet. a creeping chill trickles like icy fingers up and down his back. Despite how cold he feels, he wishes that he had been able to fix...Read On

When I was twenty-four, I was a well-paid mechanic at a gas station. It was summer, and a great summer it was. Back then, we used to pump the gas, and needless to say, hot chicks wearing mini-skirts always drove away with squeaky-clean windows. Life was fantastic! This summer, a gorgeous young redhead often walked past the station. I couldn’t tell how old she was, but she was gorgeous. Her...Read On

I was four-years-old when the neighbors had a baby. I only vaguely remember them bringing her home for the first time. They had named their baby girl Sally. I remember being taken by my parents to the neighbor's house to meet Sally. Her mom called my mom on the phone and asked us to come see their new baby. I remember lagging behind my mom as we went in their door. Sally's mother called out...Read On

Sarah is in love with Lee and he with her. All is as it should be in a romantic love made in heaven.

Sarah awoke to the warmth of the morning sun on her dozing face, bright enough for her to know it was daylight. This was one of those mornings Sarah especially liked. There was nothing she needed to do and no appointment she had to keep. She could rest in bed for just as long as she liked. Or not just rest. She could hear Lee breathing beside her, soft and steady as he slept on his back,...Read On

When you love an artist, you are taken beyond whatever you were before he claimed you.

When you love an artist, sometimes you feel as if you are loving alone. The love they have for their art wells up inside of them, expands and nothing else can remain. That is what makes them what they are, extraordinary, with gifts that only God can hand out. Then there are times when the love they have for you becomes focused. It is overwhelmingly beautiful and beyond the imagination. When...Read On

Part I January 31, 1512 Casa di Venuccio de Lambra, Rome Italy It is a particularly cold mid-winter afternoon. A man is sitting by a crackling fire and is fashioning a small figure from soapstone. The light shows that it is nearer supper than lunch. He looks up as his young wife enters the house . “You are late Vittoria.” “Pardon, Venuccio, he made me sit a long time today.” ...Read On

A story of a man's sexual experiences and his determniation to reach the highest sexual euphoria.

Why do some people morph and evolve into such incredibly free sexual creatures who demand absolute euphoria in their sexual lives? He continued to soap up his body. The water beaded up on his skin as he looked it over. Years ago, he would never even care to notice his own body, let alone, judge it or contemplate how he could improve it further. Now, every time he had any clothes off, no...Read On

It's all my fault. No matter how much I blame the GPS it was still my mistake. Trusting technology over common sense got us into this situation. Damn! I can call it a situation, but it's more serious than that would ever convey. We're lost. Stranded and freezing. We could soon die, if we don't do something. If I don't do something. It's all my fault. The sandy surface of the California...Read On

I screamed desperately into the white veil, thrashing at the blank landscape with the least convincing punches I’d thrown in my life. The cold numbed and bit into my skin, forbidding me from forming feasible fists while my stiff, unwilling arms couldn’t wait to hug me once more. My club-like mittens uselessly tucked under my armpits, seeking any modicum of warmth. Turning back towards...Read On

When a new librarian shows up, college student Molly's life is turned upside down.

I hadn’t seen her before, and like always when meeting someone I wasn’t familiar with, I became tongue-tied. Though today, for some unfathomable reason, my awkward shyness was even worse. I had decided to come first thing in the morning before the big rush to the library started, but that meant that we were the only two people here and there was no crowd to hide in. Her green eyes roamed up...Read On

Soaked! Nothing could be more disappointing than crawling into bed and laying in an icy wet spot. I jump out and pull the heavy brown quilt down to discover the cause of the wetness. I don't drink in my bed, it can't be anything I've spilled on the bed. I haven't wet the bed, I hope it's not from an animal that came inside the cabin to escape the snow. Snow. Of course it's snow, I look up...Read On

I stood right behind my closed bedroom door naked with a racing heart as the clock struck noon on a Saturday afternoon. I bit my bottom lip as my right hand grabbed the door knob. I opened the door calmly and stepped out. Sweat flowed down every part of my body as I tip toed to the bathroom through the hallway. "Fuck, that's no foul!" my dad yelled. My dad and step mom were a mere twenty...Read On

In the doorway I stood watching my baby sleep. His breath steadily rising and falling and that peaceful look on his face was more than I could handle. I inched slowly over to the bed careful not to make a sound for I did not want to wake him. It was the first day he had off in weeks and he definitely needed his rest. Not to mention, we had a big day planned. We had Christmas shopping to...Read On

It was the third Saturday before Christmas and my quest to validate Elizabeth’s painting was gathering momentum. It was a wonderful time of the year and being in Rome and now with my lover beside me, it was especially magical. Being a Saturday, it was Elizabeth’s only real chance to buy what gifts and souvenirs she could carry. In Rome there was no Sunday shopping, with a few exceptions, as...Read On

The man shades his eyes and squints ahead, trying to see through the glinting sunlight reflected off the rivers eddies and currents. His raft moves lazily through the brown slow waters, guided by his sure hands and arms that are pushing and pulling the pole in and out of the muddy river floor. A soft summertime symphony of insect and bird noises fills the air, while a thousand shades of...Read On

Anna had worked at the Ice Hotel in Jukkasjarvi, Sweden for five years. The pay was quite good as the working conditions were understandably harsh. Most people did not last more than a year or two. She had started out as one of the housekeeping staff, working her way up to supervisor in her third year there. Since she lived quite frugally, just renting a small one room flat and driving an...Read On

The flight from Heathrow to Newark was late; late enough that I missed my connecting flight to BWI and had to wait until after six pm for the “next available.” It was, after all, Christmas Eve. I was lucky to even get a seat. I called Marissa to give her the bad news. She took it in stride. “I’ll meet you at baggage claim, sweetie. Love you.” “Love you, too, babe.” Air kisses and I...Read On

He was always in the same classes with me, which meant we were always clashing. We hated each other with a passion, a reason the teachers used to stick us together for every project. They caused disasters to happen, and most times, I ended up with bad grades in the projects. He and I had never gotten along. We couldn't even breathe the same air without being ready to kill each other over it....Read On

"Who the fuck is she?" I yelled, throwing another dish towards him, but it only hit the kitchen wall. "Tell me now!" "I don't know who you are talking about, Sandra," he answered, with his head peeking out in the kitchen doorway as the rest of his body remained hidden. "Don't lie to me!" I screamed, stomping my feet "I swear, I'm not seeing anyone else. I've been faithful to you." ...Read On

November had come and gone and December had slipped in unnoticed by the time I was due to go to Europe. It was an odd feeling. A huge task lay ahead when normally I was winding down, ready for the Christmas break. While I would usually be thinking of dusting down the sled, I was headed for one of Europe’s most beautiful cities in all its autumnal glory. I sent a text to Elizabeth from...Read On

I wake up in the morning by myself, the doors open to the balcony and the shower running in the bathroom. I roll onto my back and rub my face, groaning when my dick pushes against the sheet. Fuuuuck. Of course I have morning wood. It’s not like I fucked Chanel a matter of hours ago when she woke me up with my dick in her mouth. I open my eyes and look around our room. I can’t believe...Read On

We spend the rest of our layover wandering through the airport, looking in gift shops and drinking Starbucks. We joke around and make fun of each other. We even make fun of other people when we find a bench and sit, waiting for our connecting flight. I feel buoyant and carefree, and I’m so fucking glad I said yes to coming. We haven’t even made it to Puerto Rico and I’m having too much...Read On

The early afternoon sun streamed brilliantly into my new bedroom, illuminating Cheryl’s glorious frame as she lay among the rumpled sheets on my bed. I looked at her, absorbing her features, taking a mental snapshot of her beautiful face, gleaming eyes, and somewhat disheveled dark hair. She had a somewhat self-satisfied look on her face as she looked at me with her head elevated on her arm...Read On

Any hopes of an Indian summer had been dashed. October bumped into November, handing the autumn over clumsily, with sultry weather one day and drizzle the next. I hoped the weather wasn’t a metaphor for my life, which had suddenly been shaken by a girl and her painting. Elizabeth had crashed into my life like a whirlwind. One minute everything was predictable or as predictable as it could...Read On

Joanna kissed her way down his sculpted and perspiring torso, stealing a taste from each of his six abs, while gently caressing his hard throbbing cock through his faded Levi's… Joanna is Rob’s better half. Unfortunately, Joanna is trapped within Rob and can never fully express herself the way he or she wants. She is a beautiful brunette with the perfect hourglass figure. She has an...Read On

The sun had risen around 7:30 that morning as I lay in bed, watching Mr. Universe sleep. Yes, I was biased, but I really did believe he was the sexiest man alive… so perfectly put together. There must have been divine intervention in his making. And if it were really true, was a life of unspeakable pain and impounded innocence the price to pay for such unworldly attractiveness? Who was to...Read On

My name is Travis Malloy. I'm 29 years old and married to a truly wonderful woman named Rita. We met in college as freshmen and it was love at first sight, at least it was for me. Rita would probably tell you that it took a while for her, but she was in love with me almost immediately. She just doesn't want anyone to know that her head could be turned so easily. It seems like yesterday when...Read On

I wake up in the dim light of my bedroom. Ethan’s arm is draped over my body as he spoons me from behind and I smile. I snuggle my way deeper into his hold, my ass pressing into his dick. Before sleep can find me again, though, I feel like I’m forgetting something. I look at my alarm clock and curse under my breath. I somehow manage to turn under Ethan’s arm to where I’m facing him. He...Read On